Lyrics:
Aye
Sammyboy
Aye
I'm mad at you mad at myself mad at everybody
I'm trying to do right and shit going wrong I'm fucked up about it
I got to do it by
Choose Your Character
Make way for the four-man rap
I got Jeff, Alltime, and Night by my back
Gonna make nerdcore history
Flames of lyrics burning
I go everywhere by myself, so you might not notice the kid
Big hittah for the cartel
Big hittah for the cartel
Big hittah for the cartel
Big
great today
I don't need no cosign from these niggas, I know I'm the greatest
Blunt hit it hard, Jeff Hardy, I'm super faded
They ain't think I make it
percent everytime I rhyme
When I step off the stage
That's when the stop
And that has been the account
Of the evenings events
Reporting to you live by me
cheating spouse
Scottdale isn't stuck up like you think
We bump Too Short
By the pool
And invent blender drinks
It's 90 minutes
Driving fast
From Tucson
But
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I
Jeff Pescetto, Dane DeViller, Sean Hosein
I'm here to tell you, you've gone too far
So tell me baby who you think you are
I stood here waitin', only
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
the sea
VERSE 2:If I had but one choice, I would stay with you and hold you till the day I die.Pray the Lord keep me safe till I'm back by your side.If I
the sea
VERSE 2:If I had but one choice, I would stay with you and hold you till the day I die.Pray the Lord keep me safe till I'm back by your side.If I
[Verse 1 (Jeff)]
Take a little moment, just sit right there
You can pull up a chair, prepare to make yourself more aware
Information that you needed
the years have passed and I see you by the moon and I know you know the truthBeneath the green, green grass lies my one true love and I still love you
CHORUS:
I'm merry for tonight
Got my people on my left, got your people on my right
And we're smoking up the Jeff with unordinary vibes
I don't really wanna get
it called me back
Forget my pride shit I even quit my job
For the one that I love to work music
Recognised by my art that I spill in my game
Pour my
1800 Reasons
Written by - Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman
Produced by - Christian Santagelo, Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman
Source - Whiskey Neat
analogy
I don't think you and I
Should be described astrologically
Don't judge me by my car
And don't treat me any differently
Lets take a trip down memory
the eagle
Picked your guts i'm a seagull
I'll take your gizzards
Like tickets i'm regal
All that ive said has been legal
Get punished by pets
You a punk
Last Words
Performed by The Loyal Order
Written by: Jeff Buehner and Brandon Cook
Lyrics: Jeff Buehner
Produced by: Rob Daiker
Lookin back ain't
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
(I feel like Jeff Hardy back in 2008)
(Bitch I'm higher than the moon...)
My nigga in the trap chopping bricks like Kenta Kobashi
Your bitch keep
Written By Bobby Turner and Jeff Hunter Ⓒ2022
Thanks Lonette Stacy Clayton-Braun for inspiring me to finish this song!
Bobby Turner
Words and Music
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